"Did you need me? Why didn't you knock? What was it you wanted me to do?"
"Oh, nothing. I didn't need you—that is, there wasn't anything I wanted you to do, only—it seemed kind of lonely, and so I came over here."
"And I thought you would be locked in your own room for the rest of the afternoon. How dreadfully mysterious we all are nowadays."
Nan laughed. She got out of her coat with a tug and a squirm and flung it on the lounge. Then she wrenched off her hat (the Sternberg affair) and tossed it carelessly after the coat.
Miss Blake bent over and straightened the untidy heap without a word.
"Delia is making mince pie-lets for dinner," announced Nan.
"How jolly of her!" said Miss Blake.
"Huh!" exclaimed Nan. "She said you told her to."
The governess smiled.
Mrs. Newton came in a moment later and after her Katy with the tea-tray.